'Huh, strange. I remember he never drank any coffee I made, including Liberia coffee…' Winter thought. 'Or maybe he liked it but hated me, so he refused to eat or drink anything I made.'
Winter had a flashback to many cruel moments when she tried to win him over with her homemade foods.
Winter was really good at cooking since her mother taught her, and she believed the way to a man's heart was through his stomach.
But Sebastian refused to eat anything she made, even going so far as to tell her to stop cooking because the scent of food in the morning made him nauseous.
Sebastian would usually take an apple from the fridge for breakfast, or make his own coffee or tea before going to work.
He never paid her attention, even if Winter prepared a big breakfast at dawn.
